Shadows At Play
A poem2 total reviews
Comment from EeanBlack
When there are shadows at play. In my country home there are these skinny, tall trees that make shadows at dawn. They begin slowly then spread quickly like dark, bony fingers stretching out across the field. When it's foggy, it's surreal. Those are shadows at play. Until now, I had now real way to explain them. You've blessed me and I thank you.
reply by the author on 21-Apr-2024
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When there are shadows at play. In my country home there are these skinny, tall trees that make shadows at dawn. They begin slowly then spread quickly like dark, bony fingers stretching out across the field. When it's foggy, it's surreal. Those are shadows at play. Until now, I had now real way to explain them. You've blessed me and I thank you.
Comment Written 20-Apr-2024
reply by the author on 21-Apr-2024
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Thank you
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
We always moved by the sunset as it seems like a magical moment to witness the end of another day and it can evoke emotion in us at times. The shadows soon fade as night descends, you captured the moment here, love Dolly x
reply by the author on 19-Apr-2024
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We always moved by the sunset as it seems like a magical moment to witness the end of another day and it can evoke emotion in us at times. The shadows soon fade as night descends, you captured the moment here, love Dolly x
Comment Written 17-Apr-2024
reply by the author on 19-Apr-2024
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Thank you
